In the infinite apocalypse, I make tens of billions a day selling goods

Most of the people around were looking left and right.

Want to find the food hidden by Wang Mingxin's family.

But Wang Mingxin did not move, but stood still and took out a black card from his pocket.

The adults around him smiled when they saw the card he took out.

How long has it been since a child still cared about Ultraman cards? There was no Ultraman card. He found a card from somewhere and coaxed so many adults to make trouble with him.

Some people saw that it was of little value and turned around and walked out.

But as soon as he reached the door, he was pulled back by the continuous exclamations behind him.

They turned around and saw Wang Mingxin holding a sausage in his hand.

The others stared at Wang Mingxin in shock.

They hurried back and asked people around them: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Where did you find Dong XZ?"

Those shocked people couldn't come back to their senses and just muttered to themselves: "Food is really made out of thin air!"

Those who didn’t see it didn’t want to believe anything they said.

But most people saw it.

The room manager, who just looked impatient and indifferent, kept changing his expression after Wang Mingxin transformed into ham sausage, and finally changed to a friendly smile: "Xiao Ming, what is that card of yours? Can you give it to uncle? Take a look~"

Although Wang Mingxin is a child, he also knows that adults cannot snatch things from children, so he quickly put the card in his trouser pocket and loudly refused: "No, this is mine!"

The room manager's expression stiffened for a moment, but he still coaxed patiently: "Just show it to uncle, and he will return it to you after reading it!"

Wang Mingxin was unwilling, but firmly refused: "No, I am the boss now, you have to listen to me!"

The expression on the room manager's face visibly stiffened.

His words were meant to deceive children. How could he listen to a brat?

But with so many people watching around him, he couldn't use forceful tactics, so he could only continue to coax patiently: "Be good! Show it to uncle, he will give you something delicious!"

But Wang Mingxin is not a fool. Of course he will not believe what the man says, and he can buy anything on that card.

Wang Mingxin twisted his little body and refused: "No!"

Just when the room manager was in a dilemma, someone handed him a ladder. It was an old woman in her 40s. She had a sharp look on her face and said harshly: "What does a little kid know? How can such an important thing be placed on a child?" In your hand, Manager Yuan, just grab it, we all understand!"

The people around him were quiet, and some wanted to agree, but were afraid that they would be treated like this when it was their turn.

Some people muttered in a low voice: "This is not good!"

Seeing that everyone was silent, the woman raised her voice sharply: "What are you pretending to be? Who doesn't know what everyone is thinking!"

Everyone stopped talking.

Guest room manager Yuan had a straight face and shouted coldly: "Wang Mingxin, this thing is not a child's toy. Give it to me and I will give it to you whatever you want to eat. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

The people around him were still quiet, and the voices of opposition were gone.

Things that can create materials out of thin air are too precious. Everyone wants them, but they have no position to fight for them, so they just sit on the sidelines.

After all, when Manager Yuan snatches it away, everyone can blatantly take possession of it.

This thing originally belonged to a child, and anyone who robbed it would be condemned by conscience. But if someone violates morality and robs it, everyone can use their identity as a righteous person to force the robber to hand over the right to use it.

Manager Yuan saw everyone's reactions and sneered in his heart. Sure enough, in the face of interests, human nature is worthless.

So he took a step forward and reached out to grab Wang Mingxin.

Wang Mingxin was surrounded and forced by so many people, and he was so frightened that he didn't know what to say.

Seeing the adults reaching out to catch him, he started crying loudly.

The cry was heartbreaking and penetrating.

Not only did it attract people from the negative three floors, it also attracted a few people from the negative first floor.

The corridor on the second floor was full of people. When Wang Mingxin's parents sneaked up to the second floor carrying large and small bags of tin cans of food, they were startled by the crowd.

They turned back to hide their things, but unfortunately someone with sharp eyes saw them.

Some well-meaning unknown people shouted to them: "Wang Qun, go and take a look. Something happened at your home. Many people are in your room. We listened to your son, who was crying so hard just now. Why is there no sound now?"

Most of the people watching from the outside had no idea what was going on inside.

All I know is that there is a child crying inside.

Wang Qun and his wife were so scared that they lost no time and ran into the room, shouting as they ran: "Don't hurt Xiaoxin, ask us what you want to know!"

Inside, after Manager Yuan controlled Wang Mingxin, he forcibly took the points card out of his trouser pocket.

When the card came into his hand, he felt inexplicably excited.

Not to mention this apocalyptic era, even the peaceful era is a legendary existence.

With it, he can even dominate this building and even this end of the world.

But the reality is that the points card is like a dead thing in his hand, with no reaction at all.

It is exactly the same as an ordinary points card. No matter how much it is used, it is useless. There are no pages or options.

It's even less possible to conjure something out of thin air.

At this time, everyone was wondering whether the ham sausage just now was a prank by Wang Mingxin. After all, for those who are proficient in magic, it is easy to transform into a small ham sausage with bare hands.

Although Wang Mingxin is young, it is impossible for him to be proficient in magic, but compared with magic, it is even more outrageous to change things out of thin air.

At this moment, Wang Qun's voice came from outside, accompanied by his yelling: "Don't hurt Xiaoxin, ask us what you want to know!"

After hearing this voice, Manager Yuan reflexively put the score card in his trouser pocket, and the middle-aged woman who was covering Wang Mingxin let go of her hand.

Wang Mingxin cried even harder when he heard his parents' voices.

Wang Qun squeezed for a long time and finally squeezed into the center of the crowd.

He saw his son crying so hard that he was out of breath. The room manager, Manager Yuan, was standing in the middle of the room. Almost everyone on the second floor was crowded into his room.

He immediately said angrily: "What are you doing? Are so many people bullying a child?"

Instead of blushing, Manager Yuan frowned and snorted: "Wang Qun, I haven't asked you yet? Since we can't go out, it has been stipulated that everyone's supplies must be turned in and distributed uniformly. Your family is what happened!"

After he finished speaking, he pointed to a few iron cans in the room and sneered: "If everything is like your family, then why should we share the supplies and each eat what we have? You don't even want to eat the food in the hotel!"